Chapter 17: Pretending to be a grandson is pretending to be a grandson, slapping is slapping
On the court, He Zhongqiu was tightly guarded by Eric Williams and Wen Baker on both sides, leaving him no chance to jump and layup again.

"Hey, here."

Witherspoon retreated to the right waist position and signaled him to pass the ball.

"Zhongqiu, stop walking and take a shot." Xia Song shouted with all his might on the sidelines.

He believed that if this goal was scored, it would definitely be a good start, and a successful debut would be extremely beneficial to He Zhongqiu.

Moreover, He Zhongqiu’s current strength is attacking under the basket, which is also the only offensive means he can use. He believes that there is a chance, and he will try it even if there is no chance.

After being stuck by the two men, He Zhongqiu immediately adjusted the position of his feet, keeping his right foot still and inserting his left foot between Eric Williams' legs, then turned around and leaned his back against the other man.

"Low-post proficiency +3."

"Proficiency in breaking double-teams at the basket +3."

The next moment, he used his strength to push back, pushing the 203-cm-tall, 100-kg Eric Williams back a little, giving him some space to jump, and then jumped immediately.

Wen Baker also tried his best to jump up to block the shot, but he was completely unable to jump up.

He Zhongqiu jumped into the air in an instant, at least fifty centimeters, nearly a foot higher than Wen Baker. While knocking Wen Baker down, he slam-dunked with both hands.

"boom!"

There was a loud sound of the basket crashing, and Vin Baker, who was knocked down, took two steps back. His upper body was too heavy, and his lower body could not be stable at all, and then he fell down with a bang.

"Dunk proficiency +3."

"Successfully perform a personal attack, offensive tactical proficiency +100."

"Oh ho!"

A large number of Knicks fans cheered instantly, and there was also jubilation on the Knicks bench, with some towels waving enthusiastically.

"Beautiful! Zhongqiu scored the first goal in his career by breaking through a double-team under the basket." Xia Song jumped up excitedly.

Zhou Biao and Lin Cheng were very excited, and the cameras in their hands kept clicking.

"Oh! God ..."

Spike Lee, the Knicks' number one fan, jumped up from his seat, put his head in his hands, and looked in disbelief.

"I don't think the Knicks will cut him." Willis also stood up and said loudly in Spike Lee's ear.

"Fire him? Is management crazy?" Spike Lee yelled.

"Oh, the rookie dunked over Vin Baker?" Barkley said in shock.

Kenny Smith said excitedly: "He dunked over Vin Baker head-on while being double-teamed. This rookie's debut was a bit too brutal!"

"Beautiful! Well done!"

Next to the Knicks bench, owner James Dolan also stood up and applauded, showing some satisfaction with the signing of Redden.

Look at the applause and cheers from the home fans; this dunk alone is worth a million dollars.

"Damn it! Shit!"

After being dunked, Vin Baker cursed angrily. Although he no longer had the spirit of his peak period, he was a four-time All-Star and a former favorite. He felt that his dignity was seriously hurt when he was dunked over by a rookie.

He climbed up with the help of his teammates, rushed forward and pushed He Zhongqiu's back as he was running towards the backcourt.

As soon as Wen Baker's right hand touched He Zhongqiu's back, He Zhongqiu reacted and instantly turned to the right, relieving the force while avoiding the opponent's push.

Instinctively from years of practicing Eagle Claw Kung Fu, he swung his right arm as he turned around, and his five fingers were like hooks, like a giant eagle claw, and grabbed it.

Wen Baker's hand didn't push firmly, and he slid forward, brushing against He Zhongqiu's back. His body instantly lost its balance and crashed forward.

At this moment, He Zhongqiu's right hand quickly grabbed Wenbeck's neck.

Even if his nails were worn short and lost some of their lethality, as long as he grabbed the opponent's neck, his iron fingers and the technique of breaking bones could still cause enough damage.

"No."

But at this moment, he felt that a lot of money might fly out of his pocket, so he immediately stopped.

"You dare to plot against me, I'll give you a slap in the face first."

As a master of Eagle Claw, he could control his movements freely and he could stop at the edge of the cliff. The next moment, he flipped his right hand and slapped the opponent in the face with the back of his hand.

Pretending to be a grandson is pretending to be a grandson, and slapping someone in the face is slapping someone in the face, these are two different things.

"Snapped!"

"Oh!"

"squeak!"

With a loud slap, Vin Baker fell flat on his face and slid forward for a distance, looking very embarrassed. "Oh, Vin Baker pushed someone from behind, but the rookie dodged it and he fell instead. This is really embarrassing. Today should be Vin Baker's day of shame." Barkley shouted happily.

On the court, Wen Baker grunted as he got up. He Zhongqiu's hand was so hard that even though he just twitched it lightly, a red spot appeared on his right cheek.

He rushed towards He Zhongqiu and roared, "Damn boy, you dare to hit me in the face?"

"Be careful on Mid-Autumn Festival."

Xia Song shouted loudly from the sidelines.

"Hey, don't mess around."

The referee rushed over and stood in front of Wenbeck, risking his life.

"I don't understand." He Zhongqiu said.

This is what Xia Song taught him. Just say this when you don’t understand.

"I say, you kid made me angry." Wen Baker roared again.

"I don't understand." He Zhongqiu said again.

"I said, you just slapped me in the face, you made me angry, do you understand now?" Wen Baker said it again angrily.

"I don't understand." He Zhongqiu said again.

"Hey, Wen Baker, this damn rookie is so bad, he's teasing you."

Seeing that Wen Baker started to repeat himself again, Fat Monk Antoine Walker couldn't help but remind him.

"asshole!"

Wen Baker was so angry that his face turned blue. He gritted his teeth, took a step forward, bypassed the referee, and pushed He Zhongqiu hard on the chest with both hands.

He Zhongqiu took a step back. Just as he was about to go up and "gently" slap Wen Baker in the face, the referee's whistle sounded.

"Shh!"

Knicks fans began to boo.

Although He Zhongqiu was just a rookie, he had just given them a wonderful dunk, so they started to support He Zhongqiu.

"Haha, Vin Baker pushed someone for the second time, but the rookie didn't seem to dare to fight back." Barkley laughed strangely.

"Charles, he's still a rookie, this is his debut, and no one wants to mess up their debut except an idiot."

At this point, Kenny Smith said with a strange look on his face: "Besides, he might have just done it."

"Is there?" Barkley asked hurriedly.

The referee ran over and inserted himself between the two players, pushed them apart, and then gave Vin Baker a personal foul, giving the Knicks one of two free throws.

"He hit me in the face. My face is swollen. It wasn't me who caused the trouble. Didn't you see it?" Wen Baker pointed at his right cheek angrily and yelled at the referee.

There was indeed a red mark on Wen Baker's right cheek, and the referee was also very annoyed. It seemed that the rookie had taken the opportunity to attack him, but he didn't see it just now, so it was impossible for him to make a whistle now.

He could only make the best of it, staring coldly at Wenbeck and saying, "No. 42, you pushed him from behind, and he dodged it. Everyone saw it clearly. If you are not satisfied, you can file a complaint after the game. Now, if you make trouble again, I don't mind giving you a T."

"Kid, remember this, this is not over yet."

This sentence finally calmed Wen Baker down a little. He turned around, glared at He Zhongqiu, then turned and left.

"Damn it, how can you be so uncalm when you're irritated by a rookie?"

The head coach of the Green Team, Jim O'Brien, was very annoyed and quickly called up the backup center, the 218 cm tall, 100 kg skinny Bulalo Sandev, from the bench.

He told Sandov: "Don't go against that rookie, use your height advantage under the basket."

Sandov is just a third-rate center with no strong ability. He hopes to play for a few minutes to buy rest time for the main players.

Don Cheney instructed Alan Houston to take the free throw. After Alan Houston made the first free throw, Sandov came on the court and replaced Wen Baker.

"He, use your strength to push him, don't let him get close to the basket."

Seeing that the other party had changed to a large bamboo pole, Tang Cheney immediately called He Zhongqiu over and gave him instructions.

"OK."

After Xia Song translated, He Zhongqiu hurriedly said.

Xia Song reminded again: "Zhongqiu, facing this kind of provocation and the opponent's players' lack of calmness, you must not get angry. You did a good job just now."

"Well, I told you, I'm good at pretending to be a grandson." He Zhongqiu responded.

(End of this chapter)